Reality Is Contentment

Paradoxically, hitting absolute rock bottom brings a strange, quiet sense of relief. The exhausting struggle to keep up appearances, protect the husk, play the game and force life to fit concepts is finally over.

We no longer have to carry the weight of the world around with us, because we have reached ground level, and the door is open.

In this space, we no longer worry about reincarnating. We are just here, grounded. Nakedly awake to what is. This is not defeat; it is the ultimate clean slate.

If we go to a spiritual centre of seekers, we say nothing. They have their way. Silence is golden.